Chapter 1313
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Zhao Yun'er was afraid that the donkey cart would be too bumpy, so she warned Xiao Mao, "Xiao Mao, don't be anxious. Let's take it slow!"
However, Xiao Mao acted as if it didn't understand Zhao Yun'er's words. It continued to run with all its might, but it wanted to show off its uniqueness in front of the Emperor.
If Zhao Yun'er knew what Xiao Mao was thinking, she would probably be angered half to death by Xiao Mao.
Zhao Yun'er's donkey cart didn't have a soft mattress, so her buttocks had to sit on the hard cart. After a bumpy day, it hurt a lot.
Zhao Yun'er herself couldn't stand it, let alone the Emperor, who lived like a prince.
Presumably, he hadn't been treated like this for so many years.
She looked at the Emperor with some embarrassment and said, "Young Master Huang … I don't know if you're feeling too uncomfortable? Why don't you get down first and wait for your carriage behind? "
The Emperor frowned slightly. His buttocks were indeed feeling uncomfortable, but if he got down, wouldn't he lose face?
Zhao Yun'er, a woman, could endure such a bumpy ride. As a man, he couldn't be too delicate.
So when Zhao Yun'er came back, she said, "No need. Miss Yun'er, I'll take your donkey cart. It's actually quite good!"
Without a carriage, he could enjoy the scenery of the fields.
The morning breeze blew on his face and it was very comfortable. Moreover, there was a faint smell of soil and fragrant grass in the breeze.
He didn't notice it before, but now he suddenly realized that this feeling and scenery were quite good.
Thinking about the high walls and courtyards in the imperial palace, how could it be as comfortable as the countryside …
If it wasn't for his identity, as well as the responsibility and ambition he had to bear, he felt that an ordinary life would be quite good.
If he married a wife as virtuous and sensible as Zhao Yun'er, his family would probably be able to live a peaceful and beautiful life.
Unfortunately, these were just his own thoughts and couldn't be realized.
Zhao Yun'er responded hypocritically, but there was still some worry in her eyes when she looked at the Emperor.
She was afraid that by the time they arrived at the county magistrate's manor, the Emperor's buttocks had already bloomed.
The two people chatted casually on the road. The Emperor was very curious about everything about Zhao Yun'er.
He asked some questions with a hint of probing.
The more he knew about Zhao Yun'er, the more he felt that this woman was not simple. She was not like a normal country woman at all.
If she hadn't inquired about Zhao Yun 'er in the village, it was inevitable that she would have some doubts about her identity.
After a long journey, they finally arrived at the county magistrate's residence.
The emperor prepared to get down from Zhao Yun'er's donkey cart, but sadly found that his butt seemed to be unable to move.
If he moved, it would hurt terribly.
"Young Master Huang, what's wrong?" Zhao Yun'er asked worriedly.
The Emperor looked at Zhao Yun'er awkwardly. What could he say?
He couldn't possibly tell Zhao Yun'er that his butt hurt, right?
He couldn't help but blush. In all these years, he had never done something so embarrassing and shameful.
If this spread out and was known by others, where would he put his face?
Zhao Yun'er saw that there was something wrong with the Emperor's expression, so she almost guessed what was going on.
"Young Master Huang, do you want me to help you, or you can sit down and rest for a while?"
"I … I'll rest for a while!"
"Okay, then I'll wait outside with you! We'll go in together later! "Zhao Yun'er went back to the donkey cart.
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